Luyện nghe bài hát Sweat Beatrice

Hanging with my sweet
She out with a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm going to the store,
Be back at to four"
"Don't slam pinkies in the drawer"
She can be a maiden from the days of yore
out at Studio 54
Break dancing on the slick brick disco
With Richie
Who, by the way, was a
One time she gave to a snaggle tooth boar
Who couldn't breat right since the War
Then she played Chinese with Skeletor
And went with Eva Gabor
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And coming home
I got a picture of her by the seashore
Wearing a bikini of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway pompadour
With the smile of Guy
She got the ups and like an elevator
But deep inside she's a smore
Can a cake as big as Jupitor
or, Neithor nor
She'll it with your Labrador
She can run faster a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his Eeyore
Can a pipe out of an apple core
That's a she learned from Roberto Parrish
Down in
You why?
She's my sweet
She's my sweet
my sweet Beatrice
And she's coming
Well, for sure she the door
Whipped out a fishing lure
Sexually, that made me
Like the time I was a
On Elton John's
She said, "Let's go some Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you eat fish no more."
She said, "By God, right!"
So we took a snore
And we woke up 10 hours later
We made Love Du
She's my Beatrice
my sweet Beatrice
She's my Beatrice
And she came
She likes to clean out the attic now and then
She's gonna knit me a new golfing bag
We gonna ourselves a John Wayne movie
Then we gonna free all the doggies at the
She gonna try on my grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even they're way too small
Well, she ain't never hurt me
She never gonna let me down
She ain't never gonna tell
I'm of birds and spiders
Well,





And she Pat Summerall